Flailing rivals lack hard evidence to punch Shatter into political wilderness
In boxing parlance Micheal Martin – with some help from muscular Mick Wallace – kept pummelling away. In the opposite corner was Alan Shatter, rolling with some of the blows, feinting subtly when in a tight corner, sometimes with that wry grin on his face.
His has been a classic street fighter approach in recent days. Let them throw whatever they have in his direction. Once fatigue set in – he would then mount a vicious counterattack.
No better man for getting up close and personal. Despite the outward suave sophistication, Shatter has shown he can mix it politically when it comes to bare-knuckle stuff.